____T.H.E. .P.A.S.S.
up from my brain is where I bleed...
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Searching
Refective
Enigmatic
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My life spins outta control without football.
Currently in search for inner peace.
Finding myself furthur and furthur away from it..
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22:58
Sunday, September 10, 2006
____Bad Day
I scored two goals at Sunday soccer today. A standard clinical finish and a screamer after beating two guys. But I feel miserable. My team kept losing today and I was damn pissed off with some of the indecisive defending. And I did what Aik Leong does when things are not going well on the pitch - screamed at my teammates. Okay, it is afterall only a leisure Sunday court soccer game. But I really hate losing especially to teams who are obviously much poorer than us.
There were three teams today - mine, Alvin's team and Fat team. Alvin's team is a decent passing team that's really good as they play often together. While mine is just an anyhow-assembled team. What pissed me off is that the Fat team is really lousy but we kept losing to them due to defensive mistakes. Giap wasn't playing well. I must admit Zhongshun isn't as sharp as the secondary school days. So I was scolding my team half the time but there just wasn't much improvement.
We kept on playing after Giap and JJ left for home and the people from the fat team kept imitating my scoldings. So damn pissed off. I was drinking a bottle of 100plus and this new guy with a balding pate kept passing sarcastic remarks about waiting for me to finish drinking before carrying on with the game. Okay. I kept quiet and played my game.
Baldie and this other guy, Fatty were imitating me and kept mock scolding their own teammates - "Stop the ball lah!" and "You all defense damn lousy today lah!". Well, they've got the guts, especially Baldie. Because normally if you are a new guy, you keep quiet and just play the game.
Then this other fair guy, Whitey, was giving me hell with the rough tackling. And since it's my tendency to dribble with a lot of stepovers, he kept doing this irritating twisting of his legs to mock me whenever he's marking me. He's got the nerve.
And then it became all too much for me. In one instance, I spun round and after beating two guys, I smashed the scorching piledriver right into goal above the stunned Baldie. I swore if that ball skimmed his head, there will be nothing left on his already thinning scalp.
Eat my dirt, Baldie. If you play as an outfield player next week, I swear to kill you.
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I don't understand why people whom I love say things that hurts me so much. All I wanted was a better standard of living for everyone...
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And then Giap had to apologise for the poor performance today. Makes me all the more guilty for my outbursts.
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So miserable. And you just happen not to be here...
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